It's been a rough week but I keep reminding myself that most of life is a choice.
The difference between a good day and a bad day is whether you choose to focus on the fact that you hacked the shit out of your pinky finger with a mandoline and it's throbbing or the fact that you're lucky to be sitting in your fat boy leather chair in your home office waiting for the sound of your children's bus bringing them home to you.
And in my experience the choice is self perpetuating. On the days I choose to smile at strangers in New York City - even though it would feel more comfortable to put my head down and plow forward like most people do - on those days, strangers give me flowers and cab drivers tell me that their entire day changed when they saw me put my arm in the air and hail them - because until then it had been a slow day and my hail meant their day was looking up.
Funny. SO funny because on that day it had just started raining and I put my arm in the air in a desperate attempt to stay dry. And when he told me how HAPPY he was to see me, I cried out, "I felt the SAME WAY about you!"
And we both laughed.
And then later I saw this video and it reminded me that success and happiness are choices. Sometimes we don't hail them because we are scared and sometimes because we are tired.
But when we raise our hand and hail success and happiness, sometimes they are just as happy to see us as we are to see them!